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Transformation


Trapped in darkness. Forever it seems. An eternity I wait, until a slither of light navigated into my prison. FREEDOM! I CAN GET FREE! not quite... Impatient I've been getting, trying to break free. I wiggled and squirmed until.. CRACK! PLOP! My prison walls fell. Defeated. Shaking my arms and breathing in fresh air, feeling different than normal. Like a brand new car. Off into the sky I fly, searching for others like me.
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